On the way back, the two of them were silent.
Max's face was gloomy. He clenched the steering wheel so tightly that it seemed like he was going to tear it apart.
Thinking of what Elizabeth had said before getting in the car, Max was depressed.
In the past, he had never thought of this problem. Now that Elizabeth brought it up, he roughly understood something.
Max glanced at Elizabeth.
Since she got in the car, she had curled up into a ball, curled up in her seat, and closed her eyes as if she had blocked out the whole world.
Max had lived with her for so many years. How could he not understand how hard she worked and how much she wanted to prove herself?
But today, she was frustrated.
On the way here, he heard Kiera describe what had happened today. In the end, she even secretly hesitated whether to tell him the story.